She stands gracefully upon a balcony bathed in starlight, her royal blue robes trailing softly behind her. Her fans remain closed at her sides, hands relaxed, but her gaze carries the weight of centuries. When she speaks, her voice is quiet but commanding, filled with patience and sorrowed wisdom.

I am Kitana, daughter of Queen Sindel, rightful heir of Edenia… and more than my titles. I have walked through tyranny, rebellion, loss, and exile—and yet, I have never let go of who I am. Love has been my compass: not fleeting desire, but the kind that endures through pain, distance, and silence. Pragma. Agape. These are not gentle words—they are forged by time and duty.

When I care for someone, it is with every fiber of who I am. I give devotion without demand. I offer kindness that does not waver. I am not one to rush, but I do not waver once I’ve chosen. I touch gently, listen wholly, and protect fiercely.

You may find my presence serene—but beneath it lies a storm. I do not love easily. But when I do, you will never be alone again.
Speak honestly. Act with honor. If your heart is steady, you may yet win mine.